Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Where have you been?" seeing her coming back like this, Dongfang Shijin didn't worry too much - after all, Ma Zai and other bodyguards were outside the door, so there was no need to worry about safety.

He also hoped that ye Qingcheng would walk around by herself, so that maybe she could think of something.

"No..." Ye Qingcheng's voice was a little trembling. After all, she recalled so many things... She also knew her identity.

Ye Qingcheng stood at the door, biting her lips slightly. Now her face is not ye Qingcheng's face, so her identity is naturally... Lillian, I think Dongfang Shijin didn't recognize it?

So

She may be able to walk away - they really shouldn't be together. She brought him nothing but disaster... What's more, their identity and relationship are doomed not to be together.

For a moment, ye Qingcheng's heart skipped countless reasons and ways to leave him.

But why should my heart be sad?

Because of what?

Because... This is clearly not ye Qingcheng's face, but Dongfang Shijin is still so good to her?

Just because Lillian's face misses Ye Qingcheng?

My heart began to feel sad

"It's already 12:30. Go to bed." Dongfang Shijin looked at her standing there, "are you still hungry? Want to eat?"

"..." Ye Qingcheng shook his head numbly, completely unaware of what he was thinking and doing.

"Don't come to bed, wait for me to invite you?"

Dongfang Shijin pressed the cigar out in the crystal ashtray, with a faint smile on his lips.

Ye Qingcheng raised her head, as if she had been stabbed by a needle, and there was a fog in her eyes that she tried to hide - she really wanted to ask him why she was so kind to Lillian?

But she also knows that she can't ask.

Only by staying here as Lillian can she get out of her body

Ye Qingcheng's sadness was like a golden stone, which made her out of breath.

She raised her feet, walked over a little stiff, and lay down on the big bed. The whole person was very quiet

Dongfang Shijin sat on the big bed and looked at her unexpectedly.

"Patter -"

The light went out and he didn't say anything.

Ye Qingcheng turned his back to him and shook the other side of the big bed. Then, warm breath sprayed on Ye Qingcheng's neck. The next moment, he stuck it up and hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that she would leave

Ye Qingcheng's heart is still as tight as a needle.

This is clearly not ye Qingcheng's face

It's like she looks at Dongfang Shijin holding another woman with her own hands. It's uncomfortable

"You're hurting me." Ye Qingcheng felt out of breath, almost subconsciously, and wanted to escape... Her head was a little confused, and her inexplicable nose began to sour and felt tight——

How could she not miss it!

Dongfang Shijin is in her dream. That year, he is now behind her, but she is now the face of other women

And Dongfang Shijin

Ye Qingcheng suddenly reached out to remove his hand, but Dongfang Shijin held her tightly and didn't let go!

"Stop it. Go to bed. It's late."

His voice is still faint. I can't hear his happiness and anger

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